The "Starless Midnight of Racism and War" is ending,

The "Bright Light of Peace and Brotherhood" is now becoming a reality,

The "Unarmed Truth and Unconditional Love will have the Final Word".

The war of words has raged onward throughout history, its course has never shifted, and though it may seem at times to be a losing battle, the truth is, that words and deeds embraced of love and compassion have always held true and continued into the future, as the dark ways and words of Evol have always fallen into the folds of what will be.

Trust now that those who follow a path of peace will triumph, for it is, the meek who shall inherit the earth, yet they WILL*NOT be meek in body, spirit, moral character, heart nor soul, they will stand meek before nature, cradle her life within the gentle hands of the gardener, raise her beauty and grace from the ash left by those who were weak with hate and fear, they will raise the raped, soiled and plundered earth into a giving Eden which all creatures great and small, meek and powerful will share together, yes the meek shall inherit this world and it shall be free of the limited ideals of conquering, oppression and fear.

And yes there will always be poor, yet they are not those who languish in the oppression brought forth by the wealthy, they are those who languish in the poverty of spirit, the deprivation of soul, the very ones who point the accusing finger at those deemed as poor, lack the richness of life and love to know and accept the truth that they are the poor of which I speak.

All truth leads to Divine*Spirit

This is the boundless promise of truth, this is the Possible*Dream which all words and deeds of love have for told, to generation upon generation, who have held h'er light before them, and are now coming out of the darkness wrought of Evol and into the Brilliant*Ways of what is to be.

* * *
The Impossible Dream

To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go

To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star

This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far

To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell
For a heavenly cause

And I know if I'll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my rest

And the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star

lyric by Joe Darion

"Pity those who see the world for what it is,
instead of seeing it for what it could be."

The Reachable*Star
of
LOVE

The Age of Compassion

So it is for*told, so it shall*be.

Truth - All*Ways leads to Peace.

Peace - All*Ways leads to Truth.

©Bruce Larson*Moore

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